What if things don’t get better?
What if this, right here, now is the best it’s ever gonna get?
What if you can’t change the things you do or change your ways?
What if you can’t see reason with anything?
What do you do then?

What if you can’t make things work?
What if you can’t make a difference?
What if you can’t be successful?
What if you can’t change lives?
What if you can’t influence people?
What the hell do you do?

What if you’re scared and can’t make friends?
What if you’re terrified you’ll lose the ones you have?
What if you’re surrounded by people, yet you feel so alone?
What if life has no meaning anymore?
What should you do?

What if you can’t find yourself?
And you can’t stop falling, in this deep darkness you call life?
What if you are lost and all alone in the world?
You wonder, is this normal?
What I feel, is it right or acceptable?
However, you never know, because you never ask.
But how can you ask?

You have tried to be normal, and move with the world…
But you were taken advantage of. Now, you are hurt and bitter.
What if this isn’t a stage to pass through?
What if this isn’t adolescence or teenage dramas?
What if this is your life unfolding gently in front of you?
What if this is the best it’s ever gonna get?
What do you do then?

Oh no. What is she doing now? I can’t see through the blindfold but I feel an ice cube on my clit. And quite unbelievably, I have another orgasm. To think I almost didn’t come. According to her, this was just the tip of the iceberg. Nice play on words, don’t you think.? I feel her tongue warming up the parts of me that still stung from the ice. She sucks on my clit, lapping up my juices even as it gets replaced almost immediately..Her tongue thrusts in out of me repeatedly, purposefully, driving me to climax and breaking down all the walls and doubts I had. Her tongue is briefly replaced by the index finger on her left hand.. She uses her right hand to tease my beaded nipples and gives each of my breasts a satisfying squeeze..Her thumb circles and presses down on my clit. Bringing me to a very earth shattering high..my fifth orgasm in two hours. I am spent.

Empty, vacant , void, spaced out . . Okay, maybe the last one is a bit out of shape/ or out of tune. . Who knows? The point is . .

I’ve been feeling rather distant to myself and yes, i know that’s not a thing but i feel like i’m lost or rather in a black hole .

And just falling , falling into the dark abyss of neverland. A never ending rush of air and not the good kind of rush. How do I feel? I don’t know. Unbothered? Calm? Happy even? I don’t know.

Sometimes I feel like, I’m just going through the motions, like I’m not present. Like I’m watching a show. The show is my life. I can’t even act a role. I just watch helplessly.

And other times, I feel like I have no beginning and no end. I guess I’m getting closer to God lol… I don’t know where I am right now, or where I want to be or what I am. And that truly scares me, because the society has made it unacceptable not to know.

Hi guys, there has been this debate with my coursemates about people that cover up their boobs .. Do you think it’s cheating to open up your boobs for everyone to see? Or do you think it is simply part of life? Where does cheating start then? Is cheating simply bringing in of foreign materials? Cause a lot of people find it annoying, stupid even to see people covering their boobs. They go as far as to dislike such a person. And for what, because such a person has high morals, or standards? What do you think?

I know the question you’re about to ask. And yes, I meant books. But no, it wasn’t a typo. Have a pleasant day. 😏